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n.u.m (1998) - b-4 lyrics

[verse 1]
half dead told me yea that true -ss g n-gg- whatcha’ cometa “b” is just from all thatcha “c” i started thinkin’ contemplation’ ’bout the hood and the friends how couldya’ really set trip and make up all those ends but never broke and always be a tiny loc b g before my uncle brian died behold he said to me your’re always gonna be where your’re from so yo get past all dat it really ‘ain’t all about where your’re at from tha hood of the concrete jungle to the soft desert sand to overstand the masta’ plan a man must take a stand light skin down for sin this brotha’ slo do claim i’m a n-gg- and a honky 2 an’ its all a mental chain to make a n-gg- k!ll a n-gg- k!ll a wood in sin too woods’ been hangin’ n-gg-s so what the f-ck can i do see us we’re trapped in a world of hate but not to late to be saved from a hot motha’ f-ckin’ h-ll for leavin’ a lonely -ss grave
[chorus]
it’s not the same it’s not like it was b-4
it’s time for change (get up on the floor you motherf-cka’s that feel….

- n u m 1998 lyrics

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